Dolly Parton - Marry Me lyrics
Dolly Parton [Dolly Rebecca Parton] Pittman Center, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Dolly Parton - Marry Me lyrics]
Well I met a boy from Grassy Branch
Fine as he can be
I met him at the big barn dance
And he took a shine to me
Sky-blue eyes, a big wide smile
And tall as a sycamore tree
He's real smart with a real big heart
And he's going to marry me
He's going to marry me
And we're going to go to town
We're going to buy some real good car
And we're going to drive around
We'll hold hands and touch and hug
He talks so sweet to me
Because he knows a lot about love and stuff
And he's going to marry me
His momma don't like me one little bit
But you know I don't care
Let her pitch her hissy-fit
Because I am not marrying her
He's always been a momma's boy
It's just plain jealousy
She's as mad as an old red hen
Because he's going to marry me
Oh, and he's going to marry me
And he's going to buy me a ring
We're going to be so free
Cut momma's apron strings
He's going to build me a pretty little house
Have a pretty little made-for-three
Because he's done kiss me on the mouth
And he's going to marry me
Oh, and he's going to marry me
And he's going to buy me a ring
We're going to be so free
Cut momma's apron strings
He's going to build me a pretty little house
Have a pretty little made-for-three
Because he's done kiss me on the mouth
And he's going to marry me
Yeah, he's done kiss me on the mouth
And he's going to marry me
Yodel-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de
Fine as he can be
I met him at the big barn dance
And he took a shine to me
Sky-blue eyes, a big wide smile
And tall as a sycamore tree
He's real smart with a real big heart
And he's going to marry me
He's going to marry me
And we're going to go to town
We're going to buy some real good car
And we're going to drive around
We'll hold hands and touch and hug
He talks so sweet to me
Because he knows a lot about love and stuff
And he's going to marry me
His momma don't like me one little bit
But you know I don't care
Let her pitch her hissy-fit
Because I am not marrying her
He's always been a momma's boy
It's just plain jealousy
She's as mad as an old red hen
Because he's going to marry me
Oh, and he's going to marry me
And he's going to buy me a ring
We're going to be so free
Cut momma's apron strings
He's going to build me a pretty little house
Have a pretty little made-for-three
Because he's done kiss me on the mouth
And he's going to marry me
Oh, and he's going to marry me
And he's going to buy me a ring
We're going to be so free
Cut momma's apron strings
He's going to build me a pretty little house
Have a pretty little made-for-three
Because he's done kiss me on the mouth
And he's going to marry me
Yeah, he's done kiss me on the mouth
And he's going to marry me
Yodel-de-de-de-de-de-de-de-de